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1/17/2016 3:17:51 AM
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[b]Lets out a quiet growl[/b]
Technically yes but since you've died your body can not be altered in a spirit form
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"Can I take off my leg?"
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Now you've crossed the line [b]Quickly draws a katana and slashes off his legs,despite being dead the sensation of pain still lingers and echoes through the wound[/b] When you pull your legs back together meet me in the dining room [b]sheathes the katana quickly and walks off closing the door on the way out[/b]
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"WAIT I WANNA TAKE OF MY ARM TOO"
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[b]kicks the door open and impales him to the wall with a shard of glass before leaving[/b]
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"BUT THATS NOT MY ARM!"
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Shut up
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"Wait can I move my legs even though there off?"
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No my blade has severed all connection until they're reattached
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"Well I can't get them now"
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[b]walks back over and reattaches his legs with a thin black thread[/b]
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"I'm still stuck in a wall"
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Get yourself out [b]walks outside this time locking the door[/b]
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"Wait I dropped one of my contacts"
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[b]silence is all that's heard[/b]
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"I ALSO DROPPED MY GUITAR"
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[b]more silence before a slice appears across his chest and the glass shard shatters[/b]
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Edited by Poisoned Argon: 1/17/2016 3:52:18 AM"NOW I DROPPED MY GLASSES...Heh"
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[b]a loud shout echoes throughout the building[/b] Shut up!
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"WHY!? I JUST HAVE BUTTER FINGERS TODAY"
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[b]several demonic guards enter the room and drag him to the dining hall shackling him into a seat[/b]
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"Aww I was having fun* [b]He starts jerking hinself around in the chair[/b]
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Edited by Forlorn Crow: 1/17/2016 4:05:31 AM[b]the guards watch him closely[/b]
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[b]He starts moving the chair up and down making a loud clatter[/b]
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[b]they hold his chair down[/b]
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"Can I at least burn something"
